I become a god in another world

Chapter 385: Ghost Shoes Revealed
Chapter 385

"T-Take off your shoes?"

Before Chen Duozi and Lu Yuhe could say anything, Chen's mother spoke first.

Zhao Fusheng looked up at her and examined the person carefully.

The old woman was in her early sixties, with a pale complexion, deep nasolabial folds, and a look of sorrow between her brows.

She combed her hair very simply, using only a wooden hairpin to tie it up, which made her look rather plain.

The woman was very short, about a head shorter than Chen Duozi, with a slightly hunched back and was so thin that she was just skin and bones. Her other daughter, Chen Laizi, supported her and was quite afraid of her.

When Zhao Fusheng looked at her, Chen's mother was a little scared, but she stood firmly and did not retreat.

When Zhao Fusheng saw this scene, he quickly formed a general impression of the old woman: this person seems weak and incompetent, but in fact she is stubborn in her heart.

"Do you have any objections?" Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked her.

I don't know if it was because of her gentle tone or because she was smiling, but Chen's mother forgot her fear for a moment and smiled as well:

"This lady——"

Before she finished her words, Zhao Fusheng interrupted her with a smile:
"Adults are adults, what's the difference between men and women?"

"That's not what I meant—" Mother Chen smiled softly and wanted to refute, but Zhao Fusheng interrupted her again:
"Then don't say it."

After being scolded twice in a row by her, Chen's mother's smile became forced and she turned to look at her daughter.

However, at this time, there were people from the two major demon-suppressing offices of Wan'an County and Changping County on the deck, so it was not the Lu family's turn to speak.

Chen Laizi didn't dare to look at his mother's eyes. His mother's smile faded, and she looked a little unhappy. She looked at her son-in-law again:

"Uncle——"

Lu Yuhe said:
"Sir, a woman's honor——"

"You're about to die, what's the point of talking about reputation?" Zhao Fusheng laughed when he heard this, and looked at Lu Yuhe with interest:

"Do you know that you are involved in a ghost case? Do you understand what Ding Datong meant by allowing you to travel together?"

“……”Lu Yuhe was silent.

At this time, Chen's mother spoke again:

"You have to take off your shoes to see. There are so many people here—" She looked at Wu Shaochun, Liu Yizhen and others:
"If you want to see it, that's all—"

Zhao Fusheng's face darkened.

Meng Po was gentle in nature. She looked at Lu Zhu'er, who had remained silent, with pity and tried to smooth things over:

"grown ups--"

Before she opened her mouth, Zhao Fusheng said:
“It’s unavoidable.”

At this point, she sighed and explained:

"Meng Po, we are investigating ghost cases. Although Shaochun and the others are said to be able to control ghosts, they don't have much experience in handling ghost cases. Every time we encounter a ghost, we have to grope our way forward. It is also a good opportunity to accumulate experience."

Lu Zhuer was marked by a ghost at this time. Hu Rong and others could not see any clues, but Kuai Manzhou saw bloody footprints.

"We ghost drivers belong to the Demon Suppression Division. It is our job to solve ghost disasters and handle ghost cases." Zhao Fusheng said calmly:
"Human life is of paramount importance. The lives of us ghost riders are also lives. Compared with reputation and morality, we have to clearly distinguish which is more important."

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Po was stunned for a moment, then a guilty look appeared on her face, and she admitted her mistake in a low voice:
"Your Excellency is right. I was wrong."

"You're not mistaken—" Zhao Fusheng shook his head and said nothing more.

Ding Datong and others looked thoughtful.

He didn't expect it to be so in-depth, but with the natural strength of a ghost rider, he didn't even care about Lu Zhuer's life, let alone his reputation.

Hearing what Zhao Fusheng said at this time, he had a vague epiphany, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't know what he understood.

He simply stopped thinking about it and turned to look at Lu Yuhe with a cold expression:

"Your Excellency is right. Reputation and ghost cases cannot be compared. If you continue to talk nonsense and resist, I will chop off Lu Zhuer's legs and let us examine the truth."

The Ghost Rider still acts and speaks in a domineering manner.

Mother Chen was shocked when she heard this. How could Lu Yuhe dare to be tough in front of the general of Changping County Demon Suppression Division? She quickly pulled her daughter aside:
"Take off your shoes and socks immediately, please spare my life, sir."

Lu Zhuer's expression was cold and calm, but there was a hint of fear in her eyes.

Chen Duozi squatted down, gently lifted her left leg, and took off her embroidered shoes in front of everyone.

The upper was made of light pink silk, with a white cloth lining, but the heel had been stained red with blood, which spread forward along the heel and ended at the sole of the foot.

Lu Zhuer's left foot was held in Chen Duozi's palm. The sock had been mostly stained red with blood, with only a few red stains left on the instep.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng and others watching, Chen Duozi carefully untied the laces of Lu Zhuer's socks. After taking off the white socks, the girl's heels were smooth and without any marks, without any wounds.

The strange thing was that her shoes and socks were covered in blood, but there was not a single stain on her feet.

Zhao Fusheng took a look and signaled Chen Duozi to lift up Lu Zhuer's skirt again.

Chen Duozi knew that she had the final say, so she obediently lifted up Lu Zhuer's skirt a little.

It was winter at the time, and the girl wore a thick skirt on the outside and thick padded pants underneath.

The pants were light-colored, and because Chen Duozi didn't lift her skirt much, only the trouser legs were visible.

"Pull it higher."

Zhao Fusheng raised his hand and gave an order.

Chen Duozi looked at her husband hesitantly, and seeing that Lu Yuhe didn't say anything, she had to pull her skirt higher again.

With this pull, everyone immediately saw the clue.

I saw that the pants under Lu Zhuer's skirt seemed to be covered with red marks.

These spots were of different sizes, some as big as rice grains and some as small as needle tips - it looked like someone had dipped a brush in cinnabar water and splashed it on Lu Zhuer's pants.

When Chen Duozi saw the red dot, he was startled and asked:

"Pearl, what's wrong with your pants--"

She was halfway through her words when she seemed to remember something. Her face turned pale instantly, as if she had seen a ghost. Her hands trembled, and the hem of her skirt fell back, covering her pants stained with blood.

This sudden change caused everyone to remain silent for a moment.

After a while, Zhao Fusheng broke the silence and gave an order:
"Give me her shoes."

Everyone in Changping County looked timid, and no one dared to move for a moment.

Just as Wu Shaochun and the others were about to move forward, Ding Datong paused, suddenly reached out to pick up Lu Zhuer's bloodstained shoes, held them in his palm and handed them to Zhao Fusheng:

"grown ups."

As soon as the shoes entered Zhao Fusheng's hands, they seemed so light that it seemed almost weightless, and there was only a cool feeling.

Zhao Fusheng frowned.

From an intuitive feeling, she could feel the ghostly aura contained in the shoes, which made her feel inexplicably palpitating, but this was just a vague feeling, not a real ghostly aura.

"grown ups--"

Wu Shaochun was about to speak when he saw Zhao Fusheng suddenly lower his head to smell his shoes.

"..." The rest of his words were stuck in his throat.

There was no smell on the shoes. When Zhao Fusheng got close to the shoes, he only felt a cold breath.

She thought about it and wanted to hand it to Meng Po who was closest to her, but she hesitated for a moment before handing it to Wu Shaochun who was looking at her eagerly:

"Shaochun, take a look."

Meng Po's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. Wu Shaochun was stunned for a moment, showing a somewhat embarrassed expression.

He scratched his head, looked at Meng Po apologetically, and took the red-stained shoe.

The shoe felt light in his hand, and he realized something was wrong. He began to examine the embroidered shoe carefully, while looking inside.

The blood stains covered the back half of the shoe, leaving only the forefoot and toes dry.

Wu Shaochun thought about it and reached into his shoe to feel around. The blood on the sole was cold and damp, like fresh blood.

But when he withdrew his hand, his fingertips were clean and not stained with blood.

Wu Shaochun's expression turned serious, and he also smelled the embroidered shoes like Zhao Fusheng had done before.

Any pair of shoes that have been worn will inevitably have a smell, but when he leaned over to smell the shoes, he did not smell the smell of someone having worn them. Instead, he smelled a faint smell of blood, mixed with a hint of death.

And in this dead air, Wu Shaochun seemed to smell another strange smell——

"Sir..." He hesitated for a moment and shouted.

"What do you smell?" Zhao Fusheng asked, and gestured for him to hand the shoes to Liu Yizhen.

Wu Shaochun glanced at Meng Po beside him, then handed the shoes to her and frowned:

"It's not something a human would wear. It smells like a ghost, blood, and - and I seem to smell a bitter taste."

"Bitter?" Zhao Fusheng was stunned when he heard this.

Wu Shaochun controls the stove ghost, whose sense of smell is far more sensitive than hers.

She smelled blood and sensed the presence of an evil spirit on the light shoe, but did not smell any bitterness.

"It looks like medicinal herbs..." Wu Shaochun said.

Meng Po has been tinkering with medicinal candies lately, and the smell is very pungent.

After Wu Shaochun finished speaking, he couldn't tell for a moment whether the smell he smelled was coming from his shoes or from Meng Po.

After Liu Yizhen got the shoes, he did not sense anything extra, so he had to pass the embroidered shoes to the Fan brothers like passing the parcel.

In the end, even Zhang Chuanshi took a closer look and couldn't figure out what was going on, so he had to hand the shoes back.

Everyone in Wan'an County except Meng Po and Kuai Manzhou had seen it, and then Zhao Fusheng handed the shoes to Changping County:
"You can take a look too."

"grown ups."

When Meng Po saw this, she became anxious:

"My Lord, I also——"

"Don't be anxious. There's something wrong with these shoes. Wait until you get them. Then you can take a look at them." Zhao Fusheng comforted her.

When Meng Po heard this, she knew that she was overthinking it. She breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in her original place, holding her apron with both hands, and waited for the people from Changping County to pass on the embroidered shoes. Finally, the shoes were handed to her.

When the shoes were handed to her, she took them with both hands, but the moment the heels touched her palms, the shoes suddenly melted and turned into a wisp of red smoke, which flowed out from her palms and between her fingers like water.

This sudden change caught Meng Po off guard.

She was startled and said:

"My Lord, this is——"

"I had already guessed that these were not real shoes."

Zhao Fusheng sighed.

As she spoke, she looked at Lu Zhuer.

The girl's face seemed to be carved from jade and stone marrow; it was calm, cold and hard, without any emotion.

When people took her embroidered shoes, she remained calm, as if she was just a bystander.

Only her eyes revealed panic, fear and shyness, proving that she still had some consciousness.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"The real ghost shoes are still on Lu Zhuer's feet."

"what?!"

"What."

The people in Changping County changed their expressions.

Ding Datong remembered that he had picked up the ghost shoes before, and immediately felt his palms were cold, stinging, and slightly numb.

He rubbed his palms uncomfortably on his trouser legs.

"How is this possible—" Chen Duozi shouted in shock.

As she spoke, she reached out and pulled Lu Zhuer's skirt again.

As the hem of the skirt was lifted, she saw that Lu Zhuer's left leg, which was originally held in her palm, had stepped on the ground at some point. The shoe that Chen Duozi had taken off earlier was now neatly worn on the girl's shoes, and the garter was tied neatly.

"..."

Chen Duozi's lips quickly lost their color, and he fell backwards. He sat on the ground and quickly moved back a few steps before stopping.

"Lu Zhu'er, is Lu Zhu'er dead?"

Ding Datong felt a chill rising from the back of his neck and asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know."

But even if he is not dead, he is probably not far from death.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Let me try."

As she spoke, she activated the List of Gods in her mind with her consciousness.

Amidst the chilly wind, the bloody list slowly unfolded in her sea of ​​consciousness.

The List of Gods at this time is no longer what it was at the beginning, and several evil spirits have been pardoned and returned to their positions.

Zhao Fusheng's consciousness paused above the ghost.

The Lu family ghost case is extraordinary, so logically, a ghost catcher of the robbery level should be invited to scout the case.

But if she wants to hire a ghost messenger now, she needs to pay 5000 merit points.

She now only has 19002 merit points. Once 5000 are deducted, the remaining merit points will be a little stretched.

Since this matter involves the paper man Zhang, we cannot take it lightly - perhaps there are more difficult things to come.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng immediately focused his attention on the door god.

Among the ghosts and gods she controls now, the door god has become her best helper.

She made up her mind, and before she knew it, a reminder from the List of Gods sounded: Do you want to consume 500 merit points to summon the door god?

Yes!
As soon as Zhao Fusheng had this thought, his merit points were deducted.

A flash of blood appeared on the Ghost and God Order, and a dark shadow moved behind Zhao Fusheng.

Hu Rong, Tao Lifang, Ding Datong and others suddenly felt an indescribable fear, as if a great danger was about to strike.

At this moment, Zhong Yao's eyes widened, as if she saw the most frightening thing in her life.

Behind Zhao Fusheng, a pair of figures carrying black door panels appeared.

The two men had livid faces, were dressed in shrouds, looked eerie, and carried a murderous aura.

"Ghost, ghost!"

Mother Chen screamed in shock.

No one dared to speak at this time.

Ding Datong had heard Zhong Yao mention the scene on the first day of his trip to Wan'an County, and knew that he had fought with Zhao Fusheng's door god ghost seal. At that time, Zhong Yao, who was controlling a vicious ghost, almost died from a ghost's mark.

When he heard about this, he didn't take it seriously and thought Zhong Yao was exaggerating.

It was not until he personally experienced the suppression of a catastrophic ghost that he realized that Zhong Yao's words were not exaggerating at all.

When the two ghosts of the door gods appeared in the world, the pressure on people was already extraordinary with the disaster-level evil spirits.

The fear that ghosts bring to people seems to have condensed into tangible pressure, making these ghost hunters tremble from the inside out.